"Love's shafts are weak ”—“my chestnut kicks ". "Heart broken "-"broke the traces ""What say you now of politics?". 66 Change sides and to your places.” "A five barred-gate"-"a precious pearl "- Thus run the giddy hours away, We dress in fancies quite as strange (1828.) A LETTER OF ADVICE FROM MISS MEDORA TREVILIAN, AT PADUA, TO MISS ARAMINTA VAVASOUR, IN LONDON. Enfin, monsieur, un homme aimable; Voilà pourquoi je ne saurais l'aimer."-SCRIBE You tell me you're promised a lover, The hue of his coat and his cheek? Alas! if he look like another, A vicar, a banker, a beau, Be deaf to your father and mother, Miss Lane, at her Temple of Fashion, And we loved one another with passion, You gave me a ring for a token; I I wear it wherever I go ; gave you a chain,—is it broken ? My own Araminta, say "No!" O think of our favourite cottage, And think of our dear Lalla Rookh! How we shared with the milkmaids their pottage, "What further can grandeur bestow ?" My heart is the same ;—is yours altered ? My own Araminta, say "No!" Remember the thrilling romances Would picture for both of us then. You know, when Lord Rigmarole's carriage And whispered "How base she has been!" When I heard I was going abroad, love, We walked arm in arm to the road, love, We parted! but sympathy's fetters And feel that your heart is mine still; And he who would share it with me, love,-The richest of treasures below, If he's not what Orlando should be, love, If he wears a top-boot in his wooing, If his brow or his breeding is low, If he studies the news in the papers If he ever sets foot in the City If he don't stand six feet in his shoes, If his hands are not whiter than snow, If he has not the model of noses,My own Araminta say "No!" If he speaks of a tax or a duty, If he does not look grand on his knees, If he's blind to a landscape of beauty, Hills, valleys, rocks, waters, and trees, If he dotes not on desolate towers, If he likes not to hear the blast blow, If he knows not the language of flowers,My own Araminta, say "No!" |